Hya glanced up, catching her eyes with his and grinned at her around her nipple, face a study in lust and mischief.
And with her hand no longer making him stupid, he was free to use his own, unbuttoning her pants to ease them down her hips as far as he could.
"When I touch you, cherie, will I find you wet?" he asked, lips close enough to brush over her taut nipple with every word. "Wet enough to take me up?"
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And with her hand no longer making him stupid, he was free to use his own, unbuttoning her pants to ease them down her hips as far as he could.
"When I touch you, cherie, will I find you wet?" he asked, lips close enough to brush over her taut nipple with every word. "Wet enough to take me up?"